1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 209 Wang Fulin

When Wan Fang returned home, Cao Yu was sitting in the living room smoking. When he saw Wan Fang, he asked hurriedly.

"Xiao Fangzi, have you sent Mr. Jiang away?"

Cao Yu came from a wealthy family in the old society. He was always very polite and would respectfully see off even younger people who came to visit him.

Wan Fang poured a cup of tea and sat down next to him. "He went back. Jiang Xian and I chatted for a while. He is a very different person."

Cao Yu put out his cigarette and asked, "Why is it different?"

Wan Fang replied: "I asked him which play of yours was his favorite. Guess what he said?"

"How to say?"

Wan Fang imitated Jiang Xian's tone, "The sun has risen, and the darkness remains behind. But the sun is not ours, we are going to sleep."

How could Cao Yu not recognize that this was his second play, Sunrise? In order to write this play, he even disguised himself as a suolaibao artist and sneaked into a brothel to experience life.

Wan Fang continued, "I asked most people this question, and they all answered me Thunderstorm. I didn't expect Jiang Xian to say he liked Sunrise. Dad, do you think he's a little different?"

Cao Yu didn't answer, he just grinned and laughed happily.

"Thunderstorm" is his early work. He used too many means, designs, and conflicts in it, so much so that he always felt that he made the play too much like a drama.

Even Cao Yu said that he felt nauseous every time he read Thunderstorm.

This play is his masterpiece, and Cao Yu tried to get rid of it throughout his life.

Deep down, he hoped to write something better than Thunderstorm, and didn't want people to only talk about Thunderstorm when talking about Cao Yu.

So when I heard Jiang Xian say that he liked "Sunrise", I couldn't suppress the joy in my heart.

"Why are you so happy?"

Cao Yu's wife Li Yuru also came back. She was one of the three famous female actors in the Shanghai Peking Opera circle. She learned from masters such as Wang Yaoqing, Mei Lanfang, and Cheng Yanqiu.

She usually lives in an apartment in Shanghai, and only came to Beijing after Cao Yu returned from his visit.

Soon it was noon and the nanny prepared the meal. Li Yuru asked about the interesting things about Cao Yu's visit. He thought for a while and shared with her the mysterious writer of The New Yorker that he had heard about during his visit to the United States.

“Are articles written by Chinese writers popular in the United States?”

Wan Fang was surprised. "This person is really talented. Not only does he write well, he is also good at English."

“You also have to understand foreigners’ preferences,” Li Yuru added.

Their Peking Opera troupe has performed abroad, and she herself has a hobby of writing and often writes novels. Naturally, she understands how difficult it is for Chinese people to write something that is popular with foreigners.

“The literary style of foreign countries is also very different from that of China.”

Wan Fang was intrigued by this new thing and couldn't help but guess the man's identity.

“I think it’s an old man.”

the other side.

Lin Xinghan and an energetic middle-aged man strolled towards No. 15 Hufang Road.

"You know how good the BBC is. So many literary masterpieces have been made into TV series. Britain's masterpieces, the world's masterpieces, and our Chinese masterpieces should also be made into TV series."

The middle-aged man spoke excitedly, then sighed, "Alas, it's a pity that our domestic TV drama market is in this state. How can we shoot it? We have to wait another ten or twenty years."

Lin Xinghan smiled and said, "If I ask you to adapt a novel, which famous novel would you adapt?"

"Which one? If you want to shoot something, shoot Dream of the Red Chamber. You see, Journey to the West requires magic and special effects, while Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin require battles and fights. Shooting Dream of the Red Chamber will save money."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The two of them went upstairs while chatting, knocked on the door three times, and it was Zhu Lin who opened the door.

She recognized Lin Xinghan and greeted him.

"It's you."

"Excuse me, excuse me."

Lin Xinghan looked apologetic, greeted her, and introduced the person next to him: "This is our CCTV director, Wang Fulin."

"Hello." Zhu Lin nodded slightly at him.

"Hello, hello, you must be Zhu Lin." Wang Fulin responded with a smile and looked her up and down. When he came, he had heard from Lin Xinghan that Comrade Jiang Xian's lover was an actor at the Beijing Film Studio.

"You are here for 'The Three Forks', right? It's such an unfortunate coincidence that I came here. My wife is out."

"Gone out? We came at a really bad time." Lin Xinghan looked embarrassed.

Wang Fulin was quite tactful. After a few brief greetings at the door, he took Lin Xinghan away.

He was a director who filmed "Dream of the Red Chamber" in the Grand View Garden for three years. He was surrounded by beautiful women, but never had any scandals about him.

What kind of determination is this? The beauties in the Red Mansion are all selected from the best in the country. Every day, they are surrounded by beautiful women of all shapes and sizes. If a young virgin comes, I'm afraid that just because Wang Xifeng smiles at him, he will feel hot for half the night when he goes home.

During the three years of filming, Wang Fulin was more clean than Liu Xiahui. He himself said that during the three years, he never had any private activities with the actors. He only ate, walked, and drank coffee in public. After filming, he would lock himself in the room and study the script alone. This self-discipline is enough for a bunch of professors and directors to learn from.

Walking downstairs, Lin Xinghan poked Wang Fulin's arm.

"Don't you want to film Dream of the Red Chamber? Who in Dream of the Red Chamber does Jiang Xian's lover resemble?"

Wang Fulin frowned, thought for a moment, and recited to himself.

"His lips are red without any makeup, his eyebrows are green without any drawing, his face is like a silver basin, his eyes are like water apricots, he speaks very little, people say he is hiding his stupidity, he is content with his lot, he says he keeps to his simplicity."

Lin Xinghan heard it.

"Baochai?"

Wang Fulin shook his head and read another passage, "She is as bright and charming as Baochai, and as elegant and graceful as Daiyu."

She looks like Baochai and Daiyu.

Lin Xinghan understood that this was talking about the beauty of both Daiyu and Baochai. The verdict was "Love is deep and illusionary, and when love meets, it will lead to lust."

——Qin Keqing.

“You really know how to choose.”

As the two were talking, they ran into Jiang Xian who was strolling back.

"Comrade Jiang Xian!"

"Comrade Lin Xinghan!"

Jiang Xian greeted him and looked at Lin Xinghan's side. Wang Fulin introduced himself with a smile.

"Hello, hello. I'm the director of 'Sancha Lane Robbery' appointed by the station. My name is Wang Fulin."

"Oh?" Jiang Xian was surprised. He didn't expect that CCTV would invite him.

Wang Fulin was quite suitable for shooting "The Sancha Lane Robbery". He could shoot costume dramas like "Dream of Red Mansions" and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", as well as spy war dramas like "Eighteen Years in the Enemy Camp".

"Why are you here?"

"There are some details in the script that I need to clarify, and some changes need to be confirmed with you."

Jiang Xian smiled. This was quite in line with Wang Fulin's character. This director was famously cautious, fond of discussion and preparation. Before filming Red Mansions, he asked CCTV to wait for a year, spent a year reading the original novel of Red Mansions, and formed a luxurious advisory group. Cao Yu, Shen Congwen, Qi Gong, Wang Chaowen, and Wang Kunlun were all well-known Redologists to support him.

Yang Jie's temper was the exact opposite of his. She was more aggressive and resolute. She didn't want any advisory group and just did things according to her own ideas, which offended a lot of people. As soon as "Journey to the West" became a hit, she was kicked out of the crew and isolated by the crew.

Tang Monk Lao Xu led his three disciples, Monkey Monk and Pig Monk, to stab her in the back. The four of them went on stage to complain about her every day, and also warned other Journey to the West actors not to speak for Yang Jie, and anyone who dared to do so would not be taken to perform.

Yang Jie was so sad that she changed the channel whenever she saw "Journey to the West" on TV. She said in an interview: I wish it would fail.

"Come to my house and have a seat." Jiang Xian looked at Wang Fulin and he seemed so friendly. They seemed like old acquaintances, even though they met by chance. It might be because he had been reading his works for too long.

The two spent an entire afternoon discussing the scripts for the three-episode TV series.

Zhu Lin brought a cup of tea over, and Wang Fulin couldn't help asking, "How about Comrade Zhu Lin playing Gong Ping?"

"Me? In a TV show?"

"Have you ever been a soldier? I think you have a heroic spirit."

Zhu Lin smiled and said, "I did work in the Communications Corps Art Troupe before."

"Director Wang, this is not fair of you to come to my house and poach people?" Jiang Xian joked.

Wang Fulin was a very friendly person. "I think it's very appropriate. It would be a pity not to mention it."

Jiang Xian thought about it and said, "How about this, I'm the deputy editor-in-chief of Film Creation, and I pay a lot of attention to these domestic actors. I'll recommend a few actors to you, and you can take a look. I think they're quite suitable.

Wang Fulin slapped his thigh and said happily: "No problem, you are a very responsible screenwriter."

Jiang Xian quickly wrote down the names of several actors and their work units. Wang Fulin took a look.

"Li Youbin, a drama actor?"

"A drama actor has strong skills, but if they are movie actors, they may not be able to do TV drama work."

"Yeah yeah."

Wang Fulin felt the same way. For his last film, "Eighteen Years in the Enemy Camp", he invited Zhang Lianwen, a popular actor from the Beijing Film Studio. They waited in Lushan for a week, and the crew almost thought he would not shoot anymore before Zhang Lianwen finally showed up.

Wang Fulin continued to look down and pointed at one of the names with a look of surprise.

"I didn't expect you would take a fancy to him."

This actor is quite famous and has recently become popular thanks to a drama.

He plays an old role very vividly.

It is said that if he were to stand on the TianX Gate, he would scare a lot of people to death.

(End of this chapter)